Winter_Iris

Issac Zaid, a psychiatrist that has risen in popularity over the fact that, whoever enters his clinic, comes out feeling like 'all the negativity of their life was sucked away'. 

No one knows anything about this man, not even his closest friend, Soren Usoro, who has been trying to find out more about his friend by exchanging numbers with his one night stands but they always disappear the day after they were with him. 

It did not help that Issac is sometimes covered in bruises and injuries that looked too severe for him to have survived them or the fact that, under his eyepatch, is nothing but an almost empty socket and something glistening in the darkness.

What could he be hiding? And why is he not dead from his sugar consumption yet? Five whole cakes a day is not a healthy diet! 

"Issac! Put that abomination down!"

"Sorry, did you want some honey-dipped, chocolate-coated strawberry cheesecake with sprinkles, cherries and coconut shavings, Soren? You can have a bite. I am not sharing the whipped cream topping though." 

"I DON'T WANT IT!!!"

Forge of Shadows

"We are finally here," Issac said, stopping in front of a wooden door that Raymond stared at with annoyance.

"That many stairs and only a flimsy wooden door is keeping all your secrets from the rest of the world?" Raymond asked, looking at the three with disappointment but they did not seem to see how that is a problem.

"Well, they will first have to go through the security at the front," Emery said, holding his phone up.

"Then they will have to go through the security in the house." Clause added. "Not to mention the stairs."

"There are lots of traps in this room, if they are able to make it this far, shouldn't we reward them for their hard work?" Issac asked as the twins nodded immediately.

Raymond only sighed, unable to say anything else and just decided to admit defeat as Issac opened the wooden door without even a lock at the front, making Raymond just about ready to kill these people himself.

Comes Around